Solo Sikoa Bloodline Novels & Stories

she said sternly to the surprise of her parents, who glared at each other. "No Diala, you can't; this is far more dangerous," her mother let out, her sight remedied on her daughter. "No, mother," Diala rebuked, nodding her head, "I have fought far more dangerous wars, and I defeated all my opponents without any stress. Tomorrow, my servants and I will go over to the kingdom of Linerdo, and I will give Robert my word to fight this war with him," she declared, staring at her father.

Bienley smiled at their sons and stared at Justin. "Can you imagine that Justin? You can have a child with Cullen and Dalton's blood...yours and Zack's blood. The dream I wanted to have is given to you. You will carry Zack's child inside your body...that child will grow inside you until you can bring him/her out of the world. You will watch Zack's child grow and you will hear and feel the heartbeat that would eternally bind you and Zack for a lifetime" Bienley continued to explain.

The mutt had refused to speak to me for a while, going silent in protest of Sihana being mated to Cahir, but now, he would not shut up. “I won't,” I promised myself and my wolf. I had decided to make Sihana my Luna. Fuck, the thought made me want to howl to the moon. The goddess' kiss was not hereditary but no one in my lineage had it. Her great-grandfather had it so our children or grandchildren may have it. She could bring the kiss of the goddess to my lineage and for that, I was ready to risk having omega pups with her.

“You call this home?” He chuckled softly. “You misunderstand, Aria. This is where you were made. The bloodline didn’t begin in the wilds. It began here — in human hands. You’re not divine. You’re engineered.” His words struck like a blade. “You’re lying.” Selene’s voice echoed from below. “The archives don’t lie.” Holograms flickered to life around us — ancient schematics, DNA strands, faces of people long dead. My heart stopped when I saw one of them.

"And why is that?" "Because my mom is part of an exceptional bloodline that allows her to heal anyone she touches. She can even knock them out to help make the process go faster. And according to what I learned from my other mate and his..." I didn't know what Killian truly was to Siya. If they were friends or just had a sister in common to keep safe. "Some other Alpha that I met told me about his family and their gifts. How no one was really allowed to leave their pack, in case someone wanted to breed the trait into their own pack. I assume my mother came from that pack and has been in hiding ever since." Michael gave me a long side-long glance. His jaw worked in slow movements like he was

“Ulric, my boy. I am proud of you.” His deep voice fills the room as he walks in like he owns the very air I breathe. He moves past me and lowers himself into his large leather chair like a king on his throne. I sit across from him, but I do not relax. “Father, there is no time for this. The Silver Water Pack has infiltrated our territory. They want Maya.” I ignore the usual formalities. This is bigger than protocol. He scoffs. “Why would you say that?” “We have one of their Omegas in the dungeon. He talked after some persuasion. Cole Sinclair claims to be my wife-to-be’s fated mate.”

“But Silas spent decades studying the same bloodline systems your parents were trying to change.” I asked, “What would severing himself do?” Vale looked at Jordan and said, “If he survived, the Anchor may no longer be able to sense him.” Jordan frowned. “Your ability recognizes bloodline threads,” Vale continued. “Silas has no active thread left. To you, he would appear ordinary.” Mara went pale. I noticed immediately. “What?” “My bloodline hid me because it looked similar to the convergence,” she said. “Silas did the opposite.”

I read the text three times. Each time it says the same thing. It matches Lucia. Dara's daughter in Santa Fe. A teacher. Bloodline one, the root, the founding contribution, seven generations of continuous cultivation twelve miles from Mira Seca. And something else. Something that doesn't match any of the seven original bloodlines. Something that matches my eight-month-old daughter. I text Pren back. How is that possible? Lucia's additional profile comes from the Sinclair bloodline combined with the evolved founding line. How does a teacher in Santa Fe carry something that matches that?

"Freya, our blood is the same. You are descended from me. That explains your strength. That's what makes you unique. Her comments swirled about in my head, causing uncertainty and bewilderment. "Why would you harm your blood in this way?" "Because power is everything," she stated icily. I'm allowing you to share it now. Freya, come with me. We can control the packs if we band together. No more suffering, no more conflict. Only power. I took a step back and shook my head. "I will never turn on my pack." Sophia's voice became smooth as she said, "Think carefully." "It's no longer just about you." She pointed at my abdomen. "The future of your child is on the line. Will you risk their lives for

"The thermal masking works through Silver-adjacent resonance specifically." "But Torr's Redshore Collective has Silver-adjacent lineage," Maya said. "He mentioned it in the registration documents. Third generation removed from a hybrid bloodline." Silas looked at the registration data. She was right. "And Sasha," Maya said. "Her grandmother's records are in the Graywater Collective's historical files. Silver lineage, diluted but present." "Enough to run a secondary injection point at the correct register," Silas said. "If they know how," Maya said.